On the bank of the Apocalypse River, many eyes fell on the purple-clothed figure at this moment.

The grassland has not been such a "guest" for a long time, a purple dress is not stained with fireworks, the sleeves are flying, and the wisps of sword energy of the pendant are like tassels.

The skin is like clotted fat, and the cherry lips are snow-toothed.

After three years, Pei Yatou has faded away from the old cloth shirt that followed Ning Yi back then, and she is no longer the little girl who studied the talisman in a muffled voice, and her appearance is extremely moving...... Just like the scene that Fu Gong saw in the undersea dormitory.

Ning Yi was a little distracted.

Not only Ning Yi lost his mind, but those cultivators on the grassland were in a trance when they saw Pei Lingsu's appearance, and they remembered this purple-clothed girl in their hearts......

"Urle...... Whenever you need us, we'll be there. ”

Tian Yu looked at Ning Yi, he stepped forward slightly, and gently hit Ning Yi's shoulder with his shoulder, the distance between the two was very close, and he said in Ning Yi's ear in a deep voice: "Before this, the grassland is the choice between the north and the south...... There was hesitation, but now it is gone. ”

Tian Yu looked at Ning Yi.

The meaning in the eyes could not be clearer.

Ning Yi lowered his eyebrows and said seriously: "I remember this sentence." ”

Tian Yu smiled and looked at the people not far away, "What you said is very reasonable...... But we can't do that for the masses...... The grassland needs a beam of light, as the sustenance of everyone's spirit, and that beam of light can only be you. ”

Ning Yi was thoughtful.

Tian Yu patted Ning Yi on the shoulder and took a deep breath, "Urle...... The next time you come back here, I promise you'll see a different kind of grassland. ”

Ning Yi laughed loudly.

"Haha, good!"

Tian Yu rubbed his face, and the honest man said sincerely: "Go west to the grassland, cross the western border, and then cross a section of the road, which is the 'Gray Land Boundary'...... I know that with your meticulousness, you have already planned the route, but those people of the demon clan are eyeing each other, and I am afraid that this line will not be peaceful. The iron rider of the steppe can help you reach the realm of the Gray Land. ”

Ning Yi shook his head and said, "No, Tian Yu, you know...... The Iron Rider followed, the momentum was huge, like a live target, after leaving the grassland, I would hide the qi machine and sneak all the way. You don't have to worry, I'll be fine. ”

Tian Yu looked at Urle and nodded: "Okay." ”

"Remember the bonfire dinner, that day...... What am I saying to you?"

Ning Yi's words made Tian Yu fall into memory, and the honest man narrowed his eyes slightly, remembering the scene of that night.

Everyone drank a lot.

Ulle said to himself -

"Everyone lives so hard, today passes, and I don't know if there will be tomorrow. In that case, why do you have to regret yourself?

Tian Yu seized that opportunity, and now......

He looked at the girl in purple on the other side of the river.

Is this the girl Ulle likes?

It's a good match.

Tian Yu earnestly blessed: "Urle, I wish you good luck." ”

Ning Yi smiled: "Thank you." ”

He looked at the crowd in the distance, like mountains and seas, the White Wolf King pushed Fu Sheng, crossed the crowd, and came to him, the Prairie King took out a token from his sleeve robe.

The token was arc-shaped, like a drop of water, smooth and shiny, reflecting the silver waves, and under the sparkling waves, a white wolf with gloomy eyes could be faintly visible.

"I think, what should be said, Tian Yu has already said. The White Wolf King smiled and said, "Obviously, you have made your own decision. ”

The White Wolf King's eyes looked at the purple-clothed girl on the other side of the river.

What will happen next, he knows all too well.

"This token is Xiao Yuanshan's 'heart order'. ”

Fu Sheng Quli sat in a wooden wheelchair, he looked at Ning Yi, and his voice was soft, "For generations, only the White Wolf King is qualified to wear it...... The person who carries the token, symbolizing the king of the three surnames on the grassland, has great power, thousands of miles of transmission, and the same heart, and the 'Yuan' Lord has left enough secret patterns on this grassland to support the transmission of divine thoughts, so this token, no matter when, will not be invalid. ”

"Urle...... If you're leaving the steppe, take this token with you. ”

The White Wolf King smiled and said, "People like you, even if they return to the Great Sui...... There must be a lot of trouble, believe me, the grassland will be a great help to you at a critical time. ”

Ning Yi thought slightly, did not refuse, and chose to take the token.

He rubbed his fingers lightly over the token, and bits and pieces of thought flashed through his mind...... Indeed, the White Wolf King is right, he still has many enemies in the territory of the Great Sui, and relying only on the background of Shushan is no longer enough to make everyone jealous.

Both the Demon Clan and the Great Sui want to compete for the grassland as a help.

He looked at the White Wolf King, this Prairie King's cultivation realm had reached the peak of the Demon Monarch, and he might have to retreat to attack the Demon Saint next, if he succeeded, then the combat power of the entire grassland would be on a higher level.

Ning Yi flipped his wrist, put the token in his pocket, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you." ”

The White Wolf King shook his head and said, "It's us who should say thank you." ”

Ning Yi shook his head with a smile, noncommittal, he looked at those people in the distance, his eyes met one by one, the river of the Apocalypse began to roar softly, the water flowed by, and the pace of the black-robed young man retreated.

Ning Yi hugged his fists, inhaled lightly and said, "Let's go." ”

Tian Yu clenched his fists.

Tian Ling'er was a little reluctant and pursed her lips.

A wisp of sword light, swept across the river of the Apocalypse, the fine snow sword qi was bright and silvery, and then a wisp of purple sword qi rose together, Ning Yi and Pei Yatou turned into two wisps of sword qi one after the other, and disappeared on the edge of the horizon of the grassland.

"Brother...... I'm going to miss Urle. Tian Ling'er tugged at Tian Yu's sleeve in distress, she looked at the two sword qi, and muttered, "You said that when Urle and that woman got married, they would call us away?"

Tian Yu smiled: "I don't know about this...... But next month, Su Qin and I get married, and you can't escape. ”

......

......

The snow is out of the sheath, and the sword is walked.

A little sword energy, a thousand miles home.

The long wind of the grassland blew across his cheeks, winter turned to spring, the frost and snow melted, the grass clippings swayed, two sword lights flew close to the ground, Ning Yi's black robe hunted and rolled in the air, his eyes did not look at the vast grassland in front of him, but kept it on his side.

On the purple-clothed girl.

The girl's soft and greasy voice sounded.

"You can see how much you like it here. ”

Ning Yi smiled, spread his arms, the long wind blew his sleeves, the sword qi rolled up and down, he was like an unruly bird, pursed his lips, and let out a clear whistle, the birds on the dome sensed the voice of the "Great King" on this grassland, and the sound of one after another sounded in the sky, and the black shadow followed under the light of the big sun.

Pei Fu was a little surprised.

"yes...... I loved it here. Ning Yi laughed loudly, he twisted his toes slightly, put his hands behind his head, and at the same time leaned down with his back to the ground, "snap", leaned heavily on the body of the fine snow sword, pressed the sword weapon slightly, and then recovered.

His eyes narrowed, and his sideburns fluttered.

Ning Yi looked to the side, his eyes were full of spring light, and there was a fluttering purple cloth.

The girl was a little reserved, she hadn't been so restrained in a long time...... During the days of retreat in Fengxueyuan, she had thought countless times about what kind of scene it would be when she saw Ning Yi again...... If we can see you again.

At that time, Ning Yi's life and death were uncertain.

She had thought of many pictures, but she never thought that they would meet again on the grassland, and the two of them would control the sword qi together and fly comfortably in the vast spring light.

"Girl......" Ning Yi's voice was as soft as a gust of wind.

Pei Lingsu lowered his head and hummed softly.

"A lot has happened. He smiled and said, "When I go back, I'll tell you one by one, will you be impatient?"

Pei Yatou smiled dumbly and shook her head.

Ning Yi lay on the fine snow, watching the wind and clouds rise in the dome, he laughed softly: "The grassland is a place that is completely different from the demon clan and the Great Sui...... It's purer and cleaner, and if we have the possibility, we'll come here to live, okay?"

Pei Lingsu's heart trembled.

She looked at Ning Yi.

The meaning of this sentence is......

Ning Yi smiled bitterly: "There are still too many things to let go of now...... I miss my senior sister very much, the blind man, Wen Tao, and Gu Xiaoyu, and there are still many people waiting for me in Dasui. ”

When he said the back, Ning Yi sighed softly.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and laughed at himself in his heart: "People like the crown prince, Han Yue, and Xiao Wuliang Mountain...... You'd love to meet me, right?"

The wind is loud.

Two wisps of sword light, shuttling between the sky light and the wind of the grassland.

Ning Yi looked at the girl with a smile, and in a trance, he thought of a dream he had had in Xiaoshuang Mountain.

I dreamed of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, the stars were shining, I was sitting on the back of the cardinal, holding the girl in my arms, and the heavens and the earth were all under me.

That dream, with a hint of sorrow.

When he woke up in the imperial mausoleum, Ning Yi seemed to be able to feel the grief...... Nothing is more desperate than the parting between life and death.

And from Xiling to Tiandu, more than ten years, life and death.

He and the girl, two people, have become an inseparable whole.

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes and peeked at the girl's slightly reddened cheeks, who pretended not to know and "single-mindedly" controlled the flying sword.

Ning Yi pretended to be asleep, turned over slightly, and fell off the flying sword "without warning".

The girl keenly captured this scene, and hurriedly drove the flying sword to pick it up, but with a palm lightly resting on the sword, Ning Yi climbed the girl's flying sword, where did he still feel a little sleepy, and he couldn't wake up anymore.

Pei Ling's face was flushed and she didn't say a word.

Ning Yi hung one hand undecided, and then gently put it on the girl's head and rubbed her hair.

He thought a lot and wanted to say a lot, but in the end, his voice was dry and hoarse, and this was the only one sentence that came out.

"You must have suffered a lot from Dasui to here, right?"

The girl lowered her eyes, her eyes were a little ruddy, but she smiled.

"Everything is worth it for you. ”